It's not because I was...am demi-human, I can tell you that much.

[She pauses, briefly, because her lumpy terrible sweater is catching on branches and she has to untangle it.]

Look, if it's all the same to you, I'm not super interested in going back and being put in a box because they can't figure out what to do with me just yet, could I get a rain check on the gloom and doom, here? I'm sure they'll go through whatever red tape they need to to catch up to me in a week or two and I'll be out of your metaphysical hair.

[...Eiriol. Eiriol you just sassed an obviously incredibly powerful spirit. Eiriol.]